CHEATING FIVE STEPS
Make a pact

"Hmmmm, you want to..."

Bang Agus paused his words. He seemed hesitant to reveal it to me.

"What do you want, botaaak?" insist me.

"Abang will hug you, say." replied bang Agus.

I knit both eyebrows, hearing the words of bang Agus just now.

"If you just want to hug, why hesitate?" ask me wonder.

"Abang scared, say. Afraid of your anger." replied bang Agus lirih.

"Why shouldn't I be angry?" reply me.

"So, you can hug yourself, can you, say?" ask Agus with a big smile.

"Yes, but not for long! Afraid that someone will see us." I replied while wailing here and there, looking at the situation outside the stall.

"Okay, thank you, say." reply bang Agus girang.

I just nodded in response. After asking for my approval, bang Agus also started to step closer to me. He hugged my body tightly. And he also kissed my forehead and my cheeks.

"Well, bang? Now better to go home! It's not good to see people later, if you linger here." I said.

"Yes, say. Brother balek first, bye!"

Bang Agus said goodbye with a smile and waved his hand at me.

"Yes, bye."

I also smiled and returned the wave of his hand. After Agus bang left, I went back to cleaning my merchandise.

When I finished, I sat down on the plastic chair inside the stall, fiddling with my phone. While engrossed in social media, suddenly heard the sound of people saying greetings.

"Assalamualaikum, mbak Ayu." greetings RW bu while stepping into the stall.

"Wa'laikum hail, Miss RW." I returned a smile to her.

"What do you need, mom?" ask me.

"I want to look at the clothes and hijab, I want to send it to the village. Incidentally, there are relatives who want to go home tomorrow. So, I want to leave clothes for my family there, mbak." explained Miss RW at length.

"Ohh, that. Okay please, ma'am!" reply me kindly.

"Yes, ma'am." replied RW.

After being invited, RW mom immediately moved quickly to sort out the items she wanted.

A few moments later, RW's mom came back to me, carrying some clothes and hijab.

"It's the clothes and the hijab, please in total yes, ma'am!"

Said Ms. RW, putting all those things on the cashier's desk, which was next to me.

"Here you go, mom? Don't you want to take another one?" ask me.

"Start, madam! I want to take a look at the sandals and bags first." replied Miss RW.

"Okay, ma'am." I replied.

While waiting for RW ma'am to finish choosing, I also started counting the items that had been selected earlier.

Shortly thereafter, RW's mom returned and put down two tote bags, and three pairs of women's wedges slippers.

"This is it, ma'am. Please in total yes, ma'am!"

Ms. RW said, then sat herself in the plastic chair that was right in front of me

"Okay, ma'am." I replied.

I again counted the additional items taken by RW ma'am. When I finished, I handed the price records of the items to his hands.

"This is the total, ma'am! One million three hundred and fifty thousand." I said.

"Oh yes, mbak." reply RW ma'am.

After seeing the number of items, RW ma'am immediately reached into his small bag. Then he opened the wallet, and handed me some red money.

"This is the money, mbak." said RW ma'am.

I received the money given by RW. Then, hand over one large plastic bag, which contained the items to her.

"Yes, equally, ma'am. Then I say yes, ma'am. Assalamualaikum." said Miss RW as she stepped out of my stall.

"Yes, mom. Wa'laikum salam." I reply.

After RW's departure, I rushed into the room with quick steps. Arriving in front of the wardrobe, I immediately slipped the money on the sidelines of my pile of clothes.

"Well, if it's safe. Bang Darma will not know, if I keep the money here." murmured me while closing the closet door.

Finished saving the money, I laid myself down on the long sofa, then opened the phone again.

Cring cring...

The phone in my hand shook and rang aloud, a sign of an incoming call. My forehead immediately wrinkled, looking at the name of Rendi on the phone screen.

"Tumben, what's the need for him to call me?" my inner.

"Hmmm, don't you think? Ah, just pick it up, who knows she has a need with me."

With doubt, I finally received a call from Rendi.

"Hello, assalamualaikum." Greetings.

"Wa'laikum greetings, how are you, dear?" ask Rendi.

"Thank God be well, bang." I replied.

"Thank God, then." reply Rendi.

"What's your own brother's news, healthy too, right?" ask me back.

"Yes, Yu. Thank goodness my brother is healthy too. But, there is this one that is not healthy, Yu." replied Rendi.

"What tuh?" ask me curious.

"Dedek's brother, Yu. He whines and keeps asking to see you, baby." replied Rendi casually.

"Oh, what sirain an." I murmured slowly.

"We're meeting, yok! We haven't seen you for a long time, brother misses you, Yu." asked Rendi.

"Not now, bang. I'm selling about him. What if it's tomorrow, won't it?" bargain me.

"Yaaaahh, but my brother wants it now. But, yes it is not papa." replied Rendi in a disappointed tone.

"What time are we meeting, Yu?" ask Rendi.

I was silent for a moment. I'm still at a loss for the right time to meet Rendi. After a moment of thought, I finally opened my voice again.

"Ten o'clock in the morning you picked me up at home. How, can you?" ask me.

"Can dong, Yu. What the hell can't make you, hehehe." - Tombal Rendi.

"Yes yes, I believe it." I replied while turning the lazy eyeball.

"By the way, if you don't papa, if your brother picks you up at home?" ask Rendi.

"Grandfather, bang. My husband works tomorrow, so we can be safe out." I replied.

"Oh that. Okay, see you tomorrow, baby." said Rendi closed her call.

"Yes" I replied briefly.

After the call from Rendi ended, I put the phone on the table. Not long ago, bang Darma came home with a face that still looked wrinkled and grim.

Bang Darma sat in front of me while massaging his forehead.

"So there's someone who bought your wares, no deck?" ask bang Darma.

"Nothing, why ask everything?" ask me back.

"Sister's money is no more, deck. So, if there is an item that sells, the money will give to your brother, yes!" bang Darma.

"Nake time, you! I'm tired of work, you're the one who ate the results." answered me sniffly.

"Trus, where else would you get your money, if not from your sale?" ask bang Darma back.

"Yes, work there! It's good to take my selling money. Sorry-sorry aja la yauw." My lips are spicy.